Page 44 of Infala: Bonded to the Enemy
Valin held her up with his arms, releasing her hair and wrapping the other around her as his cock shot forth a massive gush of hot cum, filling her pussy as she squeezed him tight. He shook and lurched forward, one hand letting go to brace himself against the wall lest they both fall over.
They stood there, the little human woman all but impaled on the towering alien’s glorious cock as their senses slowly returned. Valin was first to move, pulling out, the rings of bumps strumming Shalia’s pussy like an instrument as they popped out one by one. Shalia leaned against the wall and slowly turned to face him, her pupils still dilated wide.
The commander staggered back, a flush to his cheeks, and a confused look on his face. She slid her hand between her legs,feeling the heat of their combined wetness trickling out of her. She moved her finger to her lips and tasted their sex. A little smile crept onto Shalia’s lips.
“So,” she said, breathing hard, staring at him with satisfaction in her eyes. “Thathappened.”
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“You do not speak of this.”
Shalia already had no intention of it. Aboard this station, if word got out her tattoos were healed, she’d be fair game for the crew. Yes, there were rules, but if the commander himself could be overwhelmed and break them, what were the odds a lesser crewman might give in to temptation as well?
“Not a word,” she said, her body still tingling with the remnants of her climax. “Scout’s honor.”
“You were a scout soldier? They allow this of women on your world?”
She stifled a chuckle. “Not that kind of scout. But yeah, we have women in the military.”
“But you are small. Weak.”
“Remind me to tell you about Lady Death sometime.”
“An interesting name.”
“Deadliest female sniper in history, if I remember correctly.”
Valin’s cock was still mostly erect, standing out like a flagpole at half-mast. Shalia moved closer, reaching for it without even realizing she was doing so. Valin jumped back, quickly pulling his trousers up until they pressed his impressive manhood up against his belly. He was moving in an unusually jerky manner. Thetypical fluidity of his every motion seemed off, almost as if he was a computer that needed a defragging to go back to its normal operating efficiency.
It was the first chink she’d ever seen in his armor. The most in-control and stoic of the lot had just had his feathers ruffled. A lot more than his feathers, in fact. Shalia was slower to pull her bottoms up, her exposed bits reveling in the open air and the feeling of having just been well and properly fucked.
Finally, she pulled them up, fastening them in place, the crotch pressing against her still engorged labia, sending little tingles running through her belly. She could hardly believe what had just happened. And not just how, but with whom.
Holy shit that was hot.
With both of them clothed, she moved a little closer, slowly, until she could reach out and touch his thick arm. She slid her hand to his chest, his shirt still open from their struggle and what had come next. She traced the lines of the runes, moving across his broad pecs, her fingers dipping to his sternum and the ornate rune marking him there. He was absolutely radiating heat, and the gold highlights of his tattoos seemed to be almost glowing.
“Why are your markings different than the others?”
He quickly stepped back and pulled his shirt closed.
“We’re finished here,” he said, trying to put on an angry face.
Shalia had seen this before. Regret after the fact. Or maybe a little fear? Whatever it was, he wasn’t the first man to get his rocks off and have second thoughts. But in this case, despite his act, she felt something different. A connection. Arealconnection like she’d never felt before. And judging by the almost panicked look he’d briefly shown, so had he.
Naturally, the big strong man turned and ran the other way, metaphorically, if not literally. They were locked in an airlock aboard an orbiting space station, after all.
Valin unlocked the door and grabbed her by the arm. His grip was firm, but not so hard as to hurt her. That was a change. And,regardless what his lips might say, his touch sent little tingles of joy through her body.
“You’ll learn not to create problems aboard my station!” he yelled as he pulled her along. She wondered at his abrupt shift in tone, but she glanced down the hallway and it all became obvious. A few of the crew were in the corridor, watching them. Valin yanked her harder, making her stumble. The men chuckled. “You have meddled in the smooth operation of this station.Mystation. I will not allow any further disruptions. Next time, you will not get a warning. Next time you will find yourself spaced, is that clear?”
“I’m sorry!” she played along. “I really didn’t mean to do anything wrong!”
“I do not believe you, woman. And I will be keeping my eye on you.”
Oh, I want more than your eye on me, she thought, her clit still sensitively squeezed between her thighs as he forced her down the corridor.
He was making a good show of it, and the men seemed to have fallen for the act, but Shalia still had his cum fresh inside her, the memory of him pounding away at her threatening to make her weak at the knees even now as he hauled her to her quarters. He was berating her, but to her ears his heart just wasn’t in it. And unless he was very good at lying to himself, he was well aware just how massively their dynamic had shifted.
